Posts tagged with 'butthurt'

Here’s a protip for you. Coming into a thread where I’m forced to once again defend an offer I’ve made (this is what the 3rd or 4th time I’ve had to deal with this crap… and only at this site where artist entitlement is in direct opposition to artist talent level) and accusing me of being an angry teenager is going to get you the same slapdown I’ve been handing out to everyone else.

I couldn’t care less if anyone here wants to work with me. If they don’t agree with my perspective then we wouldn’t get beyond jumpstreet to begin with. It’s scorched Earth time. So take your sanctimonious voice of reason and go draw shitty dragons with Mary. You two will be retardedly happy with one another.

A group of people who want to bring back the days when women stayed home and had babies and, if not married, were afraid to have sex ever have not one goddamned iota of business crying “OMG SEXIST” when someone says something is like “putting lipstick on a pig.”

No, you great bloody hypocrites. No. Absolutely fucking well no. That is not okay. You do not get to do that. You do not get to treat women the way you have and then go BAWWW over “lipstick on a pig.” HE DIDN’T EVEN CALL PALIN THE DAMN PIG, DID YOU FUCKERS EVEN LISTEN TO THE SPEECH OR DID YOU JUST PICK AND CHOOSE THE BITS THAT–wait, these are Republicans we’re talking about. They don’t see anything wrong with picking and choosing bits of the Bible that back up their stupid shit and ignoring the rest, why wouldn’t they do the same to their opponent’s speeches? Silly question.

Dear Ike: I would like to make you a business proposition. I will sacrifice one young goat of your choosing if you will leave us alone here and follow the McCain campaign around for a few months. No fatalities, no major property damage, just keep it down to a mild tropical storm and rain on his speeches and blow stuff around and annoy the hell out of him. That’d be awesome. Please e-mail if this is acceptable to you. Or wrap a note around a tree branch and blow it onto my patio if e-mail isn’t good for you.

Haven’t played any Portal yet, but it’s sure as hell not for lack of trying. Call me old-fashioned, but when I go to a store and pay for a game in a box, I kind of expect to be able to put the disc in my drive, install some crap, maybe let it phone home with an activation key, and PLAY THE DAMN THING. Instead, I spent most of last night waiting for updates to the Steam client (which I’m not sure why I even need, this is a single-player game, but you can’t bypass the damn thing) to download. And now it wants to download updates for the game itself before it’ll even let me play. Yes, the system requirements list “Internet connection” (note the distinct lack of the word “broadband” there) which I stupidly assumed was just for that aforementioned “phone home with activation key” thing, not three hours of downloading mandatory updates for shit I don’t even need.

And for the Nth time, people: no, broadband is not an option at my apartment. DSL is almost cheap enough now that I might consider it but it’s still not available where I live, I just checked five minutes ago. Cable is too expensive. U-Verse might be available but you can’t get Internet access by itself, and I don’t want to pay $50+ a month for 500 channels of shit I won’t watch on TV. And no, I am not going to move just to get real Internet.

Huh, maybe this is part of the game? Because from what I hear, this is exactly the sort of thing GLaDOS would do to torture me.

I would pay good money to see Stanley Kubrick rise from his grave and kick Uwe’s ass. But since Uwe has no brain to consume, I can see how it really wouldn’t be worth Zombie Kubrick’s time and trouble.

Now granted, I can dig being displeased about someone using an idea I came up with and claiming it was 100% his own. But, uh… dude, if you don’t want people to use your ideas without giving you credit, don’t tell people they can use your ideas without giving you credit.

PROTIP: Before you make a big elitist tl;dr post about what a capital-A Artist is and isn’t, it might be a good idea to make sure you can put your money where your mouth is. Because degree or no degree, damn that’s some shitty Photoshoppery.

(edit: okay, I’ve seen a little more of his/her/its capital-A Artwork, and in all fairness not all of it is as shitty as the Googled photo armor with the eagle hed pastede on yay in front of Photoshop-doodle rocks and waterfall and Googled photo castle with Googled photo American flag sticking out of it. But still, um. No, honey. Mote, neighbor’s eye, beam, thine own eye, etc. )